We return from an advert break to see Emma stood outside the house.
Emma: Hello, and welcome back to the live launch of Big Brother: Winner Takes All! We’ve already seen seven… lucky housemates enter through those doors right behind me. And here’s your eighth.
Through the form of a VT, we meet housemate number eight, JACKSON.
Jackson: I’m Jackson Godwin, 25, all round nice guy, you get me. My parents are from Zimbabwe, I’m not, I’m a Brummie, all the way from Lee Bank, but I’m currently living in London. Love it, man, it’s a great city. Loads of nice people here. What do I do? I’m a music producer slash rapper slash musician, I sing a bit, I lay down beats, I DJ, I host parties, and I also do work with youths with troubles, you know, trying to build their life back up and get them on the right path, and I help them with music therapy and stuff. Most people don’t care about the community and politics and s**t but I do, man, even though the people they’ve got in Parliament right now are right t**ts. We need to help change this country and I’m really like passionate about that. That’s what makes me different from most people I know, you know. In the house, I’ll be a big character, man, I won’t back down in any arguments or stuff like that, I usually get my way, but you’ll fall in love with me eventually. Right? Look at that smile, man. Adorable, innit?
Jackson leaves his limousine to a reception of mostly cheers, flicking the peace ‘V’ sign as he walks through the crowd and into the house.
Jackson: This is gonna be one hell of a summer…
Jackson pushes the main door open and says hello to his fellow new housemates.
Jackson: What’s up? I’m Jackson Godwin, nice to meet you…
Back to Emma we go to introduce the next housemate.
Emma: Who’s next, I hear you ask? Well, ponder no more, because here they are!
The next VT we see belongs to VIVIENNE.
Vivienne: My name’s Vivienne Adeyemi, and I’m 24. My family originally come from a place called Koidu Town in Sierra Leone, but have lived over here for most of their lives. I grew up in London and have just finished a politics degree course at the University of Leicester. I also run a blog about current affairs and politics, things like that. I’d like to consider myself quite intellectual, I’m really into philosophy and the inner workings of the mind, and all things related to that. In a way, I prefer to hold conversations with people on a similar wavelength to me, but I do make an effort to make friends and socialise with all sorts of people. Then again, I can’t stand people who are sexist, misogynistic, homophobic, racist people who discriminate based on social class, so I do take a lot of inspiration from people like Maya Angelou, Hillary Clinton and Nelson Mandela. They’re heroes of mine. In the house, I’d like to think that I’d be quite easy to get along with and that I wouldn’t get involved in too many arguments, but if there’s somebody in there who can rile me up, I’ll tell them to their face.
To cheers, Vivienne walks down the runway and up the stairs to the doors. She then turns, waves, and enters. At the bottom of the steps, she takes a deep breath and goes in.
Vivienne: Hello!
Caitlyn: You look lush, hun, wow! What’s your name?
Vivienne: Thanks! I’m Vivienne.
Tisha: That’s my gran’s name. I think.
Vivienne laughs.
The camera returns to Emma, stood next to the crowd.
Emma: Well, it’s time to go into double figures and meet housemate number ten!
GREG appears on the big screen.
Greg: Greg, here, or Gregory to my mum, I’m 24 and I’m from just outside Saltash in Cornwall where I’ve lived for all my life. I’m a real Cornish lad, you know, I work part time on my dad’s farm which I have done since I was about eight, I think. I’ve got a tractor license and everything, it’s great. When I’m not up to my knees in cow muck, I’m working behind the bar in a pub. I enjoy it, but it’s not what I want to do all my life. So hopefully Big Brother will open a couple of new doors for me, you know. I’m quite a laid back, relaxed person, which is what people who meet me always say. I hardly ever stress about anything, things happen for a reason and you’ve just got to accept that and move on. I’ve only ever been in one relationship which lasted for four years, so it’s probably safe to say that I’m not that experienced on the old love front. Whether I’ll find someone in the house is anyone’s guess, but I’m not going in looking for a romance. I’m going in for one hell of a great summer and whatever it may entail!
Greg emerges to cheers and shakes the hands of members of the crowd. Perhaps milking it for slightly too long, he then hops up the stairs and into the house.
Greg: Phew...
He pushes the main door open.
Greg: Nice to meet you all! Greg.
Laura: Oh my god, you sound like a farmer!
Greg: I am… ish… sorry, I didn’t catch your name?
Laura: Laura!
Greg then makes his way around the other housemates as we go back to Emma, stood outside.
Emma: Time for another housemate to enter the mad house!
PRISCILLA’s VT starts.
Priscilla: I am Priscilla Rose Turner, and I’ll be unique housemate in that I was born with psychic and clairvoyant abilities. I’m not young, I’ll admit that, in fact I was 63 this year, and I’m from Toxteth in Liverpool, where I run my palm reading business. There will always skeptics and doubters and bloody naysayers, but they’re people who need to open their minds to the possibilities. I can contact those who have passed on, I can tell things about someone’s lives that even those closest to them wouldn’t be able to, I regularly hold séances to communicate with spirits, I’m not modest where my abilities are concerned in the slightest. I’m semi-retired now but I don’t want to kick my feet up, I want to do something fun and active and I’ll be able to put across my side of the story in the Big Brother house. People are often surprised that I’m in a relationship with a woman, but that’s because I’ve grown to become fed up with men. They’re useless, women are much more preferable. Anyway, let’s just say that I won’t be a cuddly old grandma as many of the older people on this show can be. I’ll be a bitch if I need to be a bitch.
Priscilla is heavily booed as she leaves her limousine. She then walks up the staircase and through the doors. She takes her time walking down the steps, holding the train to her long black dress up as she does so. She then opens the door to the main house.
Caitlyn: Hello!
Priscilla: Hello, darling… my name’s Priscilla…
Tisha: Like the bus?
Silence. The live stream then ends and we return to Emma.
Emma: After the break, the line-up will be completed, and as ever there’ll be a whopping sting in the tail… see you soon!